Realization
I hit me today that it's really not me. I'm not the one that made work suck so much. I'm not the one with the problem. I'm not the reason that everyone is unhappy. I'm not doomed to unending unhappiness. Not all places are as bad as my current job. When I was at Bioinfo I was relatively happy (until Denise turned into a raving bitch b/c she was taking out her unhappiness on me.) I like working with Scott and the kiddies over the summer. I even liked working for that lady that I popped her tire - more than this. It is really raving idiocy to not realize this before now. I really thought that I was the reason I was so unhappy. That I was just doomed to be forever unhappy with having to work in general. But that's not really the issue. It's really just the place I work. They're crazy. Just plain crazy. I could go on for hours about why they are crazy, but to take the step back and just know it's not me... make me feel better. It also makes ...